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The Warped Angel is one of three sisters who were cursed by the gods. Long ago, the trio of sisters were blessed with great talent and skill. The three were exceptional beings, easily becoming well known and well liked due to their great minds and extraordinary abilities. This one sister was born with a cunning mind and unnatural intelligence. She was a master at planning and strategy, her mind capable of detecting and using even the smallest details. She was even able to invent a number of devices and tools, which she used to better her own life and aid her fellow sisters. Other well renown thinkers sought her out and wished to work with her in discovering new ways. Her other sisters used their great talents to gain power and trust, soon creating a following that was in the thousands. With their fame and power ever growing, the three sisters believed that they were worthy of the gods' blessings, and that those above should recognize their efforts. They went before the great temples and demonstrated their abilities and power, but the gods did not respond. For weeks they prayed to the gods and demanded that they be recognized. The gods gave them nothing.

Fed up with Ka'Ran'Koth and his pantheon, the three sisters abandoned the gods and went on a crusade against them. Rallying their followers together, they created great armies and led them against the gods. Temples were destroyed, sigils were defiled and their idols were ground into dust. The armies marched across the continents, burning all that paid tribute to the gods above. The gods had ignored the three sisters, so they were going to send them a message they couldn't miss. After months of destruction and chaos, the sisters were confronted by an ancient priest, who came to speak for Ka'Ran'Koth and the pantheon. He begged the sisters to cease their efforts and return to their homes. He claimed that the gods had noticed their efforts, but they would not give them their blessing. They had gotten the attention of the gods, and that in itself was a blessing. Enraged by the old priest's words, the sisters struck him down, but the being did not stay down long. The priest burst from his flesh and robes, revealing himself to be a piece of Ka'Ran'Koth himself. Their murderous rage had been the final straw for the god, and he unleashed his rage upon them.

Lightening rained from the skies, sending their armed forces fleeing for their lives. Thunder cracked the earth itself and the god brought his wrath upon the trio. With his powers, he mutated the three sisters into horrible monstrosities, beings who mocked the very gifts they once had. He bound them to the earth and at last gave them his blessing: immortality. The three sisters would live for all eternity, but they would be trapped within their vile forms, strewn across the realms so that they could never see each other again. The three talented sisters now haunt the worlds to this day, their horrid powers bringing nothing but misery and pain.

She who became the Warped Angel has forever lost her powerful mind and unnatural intelligence. All that is left is a twisted, broken shell, devoid of all thought and reason. She is now nothing more than a gibbering mass of liquefied flesh, spiraling forever into oblivion. Eyes, organs and other body parts form and melt as the river of flesh flows, never keeping a solid shape for longer than just a few moments. This vile body flows constantly, swirling through the air until it disappears into nothingness. Those who gaze upon her twisted form find it impossible to look away, entranced by the foul abomination. As her victim's stare on, their own thoughts become consumed by the spiral, slowly driving them into insanity as they gaze at her. The longer one is under the influence, the more her curse begins to leak into them. Their bodies will begin to twist and swirl, painfully bending flesh and bone to create bloody, organic spirals. Eventually those who are exposed to her presence will be turned into useless coils of blood and bone, which will be consumed by her mass.

Even those who avert their eyes are not safe around her, as her many arms, tendrils and claws are perfectly capable of ripping through flesh. Any attacks against her are useless, as the liquid flesh knows no wounds. Weapons will become stuck to her form, flowing with the tides until they are sucked into oblivion. This same fate may befall the bearer if they do not escape her grip, as she pulls them into the void that has consumed her mind.

While the tales may speak of her madness and insanity, they also tell of a stone tablet that is fused to her torso. None know what language it is written in, or where it even came from. It is said that all three sisters carry a piece, but that is all that is known. Believers can only assume their purpose, as none are willing to brave all three to solve this impossible riddle.

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Here is another messed up angel, number two of three!

Description
The Warped Angel is one of three sisters who were cursed by the gods. Long ago, the trio of sisters were blessed with great talent and skill. The three were exceptional beings, easily becoming well known and well liked due to their great minds and extraordinary abilities. This one sister was born with a cunning mind and unnatural intelligence. She was a master at planning and strategy, her mind capable of detecting and using even the smallest details. She was even able to invent a number of devices and tools, which she used to better her own life and aid her fellow sisters. Other well renown thinkers sought her out and wished to work with her in discovering new ways. Her other sisters used their great talents to gain power and trust, soon creating a following that was in the thousands. With their fame and power ever growing, the three sisters believed that they were worthy of the gods' blessings, and that those above should recognize their efforts. They went before the great temples and demonstrated their abilities and power, but the gods did not respond. For weeks they prayed to the gods and demanded that they be recognized. The gods gave them nothing.

Fed up with Ka'Ran'Koth and his pantheon, the three sisters abandoned the gods and went on a crusade against them. Rallying their followers together, they created great armies and led them against the gods. Temples were destroyed, sigils were defiled and their idols were ground into dust. The armies marched across the continents, burning all that paid tribute to the gods above. The gods had ignored the three sisters, so they were going to send them a message they couldn't miss. After months of destruction and chaos, the sisters were confronted by an ancient priest, who came to speak for Ka'Ran'Koth and the pantheon. He begged the sisters to cease their efforts and return to their homes. He claimed that the gods had noticed their efforts, but they would not give them their blessing. They had gotten the attention of the gods, and that in itself was a blessing. Enraged by the old priest's words, the sisters struck him down, but the being did not stay down long. The priest burst from his flesh and robes, revealing himself to be a piece of Ka'Ran'Koth himself. Their murderous rage had been the final straw for the god, and he unleashed his rage upon them.

Lightening rained from the skies, sending their armed forces fleeing for their lives. Thunder cracked the earth itself and the god brought his wrath upon the trio. With his powers, he mutated the three sisters into horrible monstrosities, beings who mocked the very gifts they once had. He bound them to the earth and at last gave them his blessing: immortality. The three sisters would live for all eternity, but they would be trapped within their vile forms, strewn across the realms so that they could never see each other again. The three talented sisters now haunt the worlds to this day, their horrid powers bringing nothing but misery and pain.

She who became the Warped Angel has forever lost her powerful mind and unnatural intelligence. All that is left is a twisted, broken shell, devoid of all thought and reason. She is now nothing more than a gibbering mass of liquefied flesh, spiraling forever into oblivion. Eyes, organs and other body parts form and melt as the river of flesh flows, never keeping a solid shape for longer than just a few moments. This vile body flows constantly, swirling through the air until it disappears into nothingness. Those who gaze upon her twisted form find it impossible to look away, entranced by the foul abomination. As her victim's stare on, their own thoughts become consumed by the spiral, slowly driving them into insanity as they gaze at her. The longer one is under the influence, the more her curse begins to leak into them. Their bodies will begin to twist and swirl, painfully bending flesh and bone to create bloody, organic spirals. Eventually those who are exposed to her presence will be turned into useless coils of blood and bone, which will be consumed by her mass.

Even those who avert their eyes are not safe around her, as her many arms, tendrils and claws are perfectly capable of ripping through flesh. Any attacks against her are useless, as the liquid flesh knows no wounds. Weapons will become stuck to her form, flowing with the tides until they are sucked into oblivion. This same fate may befall the bearer if they do not escape her grip, as she pulls them into the void that has consumed her mind.

While the tales may speak of her madness and insanity, they also tell of a stone tablet that is fused to her torso. None know what language it is written in, or where it even came from. It is said that all three sisters carry a piece, but that is all that is known. Believers can only assume their purpose, as none are willing to brave all three to solve this impossible riddle.

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Here is another messed up angel, number two of three!